Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Tattoos

Terribly sick last night but on stronger stuff now so feel better. I am not sure if I can trust myself to eat which by now you will all know is a big change for me. Maybe I will lose some of the zillion pounds that the Biobank folk reckoned I was out by. I felt a bit crap last night:sick, no hair and I lost my glasses in the xray dept. This morning glasses are found, I haven't been sick for 12 hours and so what if I am bald, some of my best friends are slapheads and I find I am still me underneath it all.

The young woman who sweeps the floors and brings round the tea, god love her, has a tattoo on her arm which reads ...forbidden to remember, terrified to forget. Well that has resonance for sure. There's a nice young man on today perhaps I will ask him if he has any appropriate tattoos to show me. I'll have to be prepared to keep my dinner down though.

About Me

I am 62, retired from running my own events business. I have been married to Stewart for 43 years and have four fantastic children, Sam, Joe, Luke and Jess, four grandchildren, Harry and Danny and new twins, Max and Charlie; I also have two step-grandchildren, Hannah and Chelsea.
On 11 September 2009 I was told that the very rare leiomyosarcoma that was found in one of my veins in summer 2008, and removed, had metastasised and I now have sarcomas in my lungs. By April 2010 it had got to my liver and back to my leg. In January sarcoma nodules were found on the horse's tail, the bunch of nerves that come out of the base of my spine. Despite radiotherapy, the paralysis spread very quickly and I have no feeling at all from my hips down.
I will try to log what all this feels like in this blog and keep in touch with friends, family and fellow travellers along the way.